
Inside the luxurious room was a man standing facing the window with an anxious look. Staring at a horse running in the castle grounds towards the gate, carrying two human children through the darkness of night.
While before the door of the room, stood a middle-aged woman with a similarly anxious face.
"Mme Mary, Mme Maria!"
A panicked voice called out to the woman who was none other than Mary. He immediately turned to a girl who approached with a panicked look.
"What's up, Amily?" ask Maria.
"Mlle Gaulle is gone! He went with his brother, Marc!" scream Amily.
Amily's loud voice provoked the attention of Mme Aamber and Lady Angelia who emerged from the dance room.
The Countess deliberately left the dance hall and her guests to catch up with Abellard. Abellard, however, was not allowed to leave their guests behind after announcing her relationship with Lady Angelia.
He actually knows how his son feels. Abellard must have felt heavy because she was forced to abandon her love. It was only natural that his only son was chasing after Mlle Gaulle who left crying. But his son was a count who had responsibility and should not behave as he pleased.
The Lady also followed because she would not let Abellard see Mlle Gaulle's tears and change her decision. He won't let it.
"What's going on?" ask Mme Aamber worried.
Amily bowed respectfully to the Countess. "I saw Mlle Gaulle leaving the Castle with her brother, Marc, Ma'am."
"They're coming home you mean?"
"It seems so, ma'am."
Mme Aamber was silent for a moment.
"Good then" interrupted Lady Angelia with a cynical smile.
Mme Aamber turned to the Lady with a displeased look. The words of Lady Angelia according to him do not contain empathy for others, sounding evil and rude.
But if you remember Abellard has decided to leave her love, it is good for Mlle Gaulle to go home. Perhaps that way Abellard can more easily forget him, than see his love every day.
"Where is Abellard?" ask the woman later.
"There was in his room, ma'am," answered Maria.
Mme Aamber let out her breath. "Nobody bothers him for now. Whoever he is, no one can enter Abellard's room or meet her," Mme Aamber glanced at Lady Angelia as she said. It was as if the message was special to the Lady, as the girl would definitely be busy seeking Abellard's attention. "Let Abellard calm down, until she gets out of her own room!" firmly then.
Lady Angelia gouged inwardly at the message of Mme Aamber. But his success tonight is enough to make him happy and forget the frustration.
"I will accompany my parents first, Ma'am. Excuse me," he said, bowing respectfully.
Mme Aamber nodded. The middle-aged woman then also turned towards her own room.
After the two ladies left, Maria and Amily went straight into Abellard's room and closed the door.
"Our plan worked!" amily was happy not to play.
The man who was standing facing the window turned around.
"really?" ask the man who is none other than Marc.
"Yes, Mme Aamber has banned everyone from entering this room. So we'll be safe. No one will know that the person in this room is not Monsieur Comte" Maria replied with a relieved look.
***
~Flashback to an hour ago.
Naeva clasped the sturdy hand, which was also clasping her hand tightly. Step together towards the South Tower room.
The girl turned her head, looking at the handsome face of Abellard who was walking gallantly by her side.
"Are you sure, Abellard?"
"Yes, I'm sure, honey. We're gonna go get that woman."
"Therefore, I'll have Marc pretend to be me as long as we're gone."
"What?! That doesn't make sense, Abellard," Naeva said.
"Trust me. We'll work out the plan well." Abellard looked at Naeva with confidence.
As soon as she reached the top, Naeva saw that Maria and Amily had been waiting at the door of the tower room now occupied by Marc.
"I call on Mary and Amily to assist in this action of ours" Abellard said. "Is Marc inside?" ask the man then to Maria and Amily.
"We haven't knocked it, Monsieur," replied Maria.
Abellard went straight to the door and knocked quietly.
Shortly thereafter, Marc appeared from the inside. The handsome man immediately frowned confusedly looking at the many people before the door of his room.
"Marc, I need your help" Abellard said before Marc asked.
"My help?"
Abellard nodded. "Let us in, we'll discuss it inside."
Marc immediately opened the door of his room wide. Her eyes looked at Naeva with question marks. But the girl also could not explain Abellard's intentions and plans.
After Amily closed the door again. Abellard began to look at the people she could trust one by one.
"I want you to help me. Me and Naeva are going to pick up her sister Amily. That's why I want Marc to pretend to be me while we're gone."
"Get her brother Amily?" mary did not understand.
"Yes, Maria. His older brother Amily is currently the key witness to Lady Angelia's crimes."
"The evil of Lady Angelia?" Maria doesn't understand.
"Yes Lady Angelia who put poison into my food at that time, Maria. Lady Angelia then forced her sister Amily to confess as the perpetrator" Naeva explained.
Maria immediately closed her wide-open mouth in surprise. "Oh Mon Deu! I really didn't expect it," he exclaimed in disbelief.
"Therefore, I had to pick up the woman myself to be a witness" Abellard said.
"But this plan is a little dangerous, Monsieur. Because you will definitely be sought by the Countess and those who have an interest with you. I think it's safer if I go" Marc suggested.
Abellard shakes. "No. This is the only way to get Lady Angelia out of here. Maybe even later, my own mother will throw him out. So I don't want to waste this opportunity. I have to make sure the woman comes back to testify."
The atmosphere was quiet for a while. Everyone who was in the room looked tense, immersed in their individual thoughts.
"What if we get caught?" ask Marc.
Naeva took a sip of her saliva hearing the question. If they get caught, Lady Angelia will reveal her secret, telling everyone about her religion. But he could not answer like that in front of Mary and Amily.
"We will not be caught, for I will draw up the plan as best I can" Abellard replied confidently.
***
In the middle of the night that blind Abellard was driving his horse. Heading to the castle gate with a racing heart.
Meanwhile, behind her Naeva involuntarily hugged the man's body tightly with an equally firm heartbeat.
Naeva also did not realize that her hand was holding Abellard's open chest.
The man couldn't button his shirt up. Because the shirt he wears now is Marc's shirt. Marc's shirt wasn't enough to cover Abellard's chest that was more fielded.
As soon as he reached the gate, Abellard slowed down the pace of his horse. On the right and left stood two guards. They'll check whoever comes in and goes in the gate.
Abellard pulled a cap to cover part of her face.